What the hell is up with that?

I love it when I hear about "decisions I have made" when I am unaware of them.  So here is the clarification for those of you that have "heard" what I didn’t know.   First of all:  I haven’t purchased any tickets to come home yet…one way or round trip.  Second of all:  I have no idea when I will be home for the holidays nor where I will be after them.

I most likely will come back to Hawaii since I pretty much have it made here.  If I do not come back, then I will either be in the Keys or the west coast.  Either way I will be home for about 6 weeks at most.  Get it while the gettins good.

Aloha biatches!

So another birthday has passed and I am about to pass out.  I am busting ass at work still.  Dropped from seven to six days a week.  WOO HOO!!!  First, thank you to all you crackers that sent words of encouragement via phone, email or snail mail for my b-day.  I am looking forward to spanking all of you upon my return.  Secondly, thanks to all of you who didn’t send anything as well…I still love you even though you suck.  Just kidding…I am the worst for remembering b-days and other dates of importance.  Happy birthday SUZIE!!!!!

Speaking of importance I am about to have to make a pretty big decision soon.  Should I have a muffin for breakfast or skip it and have lunch tomorrow?  Any takers?  I really need help with this one as I can barely find the energy to ask for help on this milestone question. 

There’s nothing really interesting to share with you at this point.  I am going to a beach party tomorrow after work and that’s about it.  I was going to go to a show down south but I’ve changed my mind.  It’s like the whole breakfast thing.  You never know until you get there.  So the true point of this blog was to tell good ole Suzie Happy belated.  Can’t wait to reunite that hooker power.  I’ll buy you a beer when I see you.  In case you don’t read this I will still buy you a beer when I see you.  You just won’t know about it. 

As for the rest of you on the east coast let me hear you say yeah!

If you are clueless about the island churning, please read the first one.  I turned in my estimate a week ago now.  Nearly 500 dollars in damage to the windshield alone.  Only one place on the island had the windshield in stock.  Had they not, it would have taken months to replace.  Funny thing though. So, it’s been Pete and repeat.  Good and fine for getting to work or the store…not so great for getting to the beach or other places on the island.  I am awaiting a check that I feel I may never see.  I need this in order to purchase another car.  Apparently this new property manager is a real shining light amongst a sea of bullshit.  He’s an asshole.  The stores in the complex where I work just had their rent increased by 80%…yes that is an 8 followed by an 0.  Eighty percent.  These rich bastards want even more.  The locals are praying for a hurricane in order to slow down development and the developers are raping the land.  This island is so damn beautiful and pretty soon it will look like all the others.  It’s not right.  If you love this island, send your friends to Maui. 

I’ve tried really hard not to be judgmental of others lately.  Here’s the big but…I can’t stand people that exploit others for their own personal gain.  Example one: The new "management" of the facility I work in wanted to tow my car for a week before the tree fell.  When asked Why his reply was: "Because it was parked in the parking lot everyday of the week."  You F-ing dumb—k!!! I work there!!!!  My boss also responded this way.  (Without the emphatic adjectives.) So here is your example. 

Rich bastards!!!!  I have plenty of wealthy friends who don’t act this way.  Why, I ask, do people like him not take their heads out of their ass?  The world would be such a better place. 

People would not be swindled out of their land and people would still be able to drive a f-ing beater car!!!!  Haole bastards!!!!  Bring on the hurricane!!!